The lines that blur between love and war are often the only thing keeping you alive.
I wasn't a full Italian.
My mother was a Russian, a female of the Bratva.
To create peace between the Famiglia her family, the Bratva gave her up.
My father always said I was born lucky, I would never have to marry for power.
I could choose.
And for a while, I believed him.
For a while, I thought I could marry Leonardo Catelli.
Until HE, Marco Catelli, eldest son of the Capo of .
